There will be blood and I will tell you put your hand down there

There will be blood and I will tell you put your hand down there begins with the pregnancy of a first child and details the mother’s thoughts. This collection of poems glides through memories of childhood, dreams of births and conceptions, and confrontations with the possible impossibilities of mothering. Your tongue splits me, she says after conception, in response to the sexual act and the growing agony of love. In this world she drowns, silenced by convention, silenced by ritual and language, but in drowning she finds her voice in the love for her child and for her lost and strengthened relationships


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